✥ Characters :: Havelock and Akemi
✥ Location :: The Ocean. Due to dock in Clarus Arbor.
- Akemi could feel her stomach turning.
The sun was beating down on the small fishing vessel and there was no wind to drive it. The crew and their passenger were sitting ducks on the open sea, but the lack of movement did not mean her sea-sickness was any less merciless.
The she-b***h was tucked away under the sail, clinging onto the small amount of shade available on deck. This whole situation was terrible; it was too hot, too cramped and the whole boat smelt of sweet and fish and men. She was going to puke. Everywhere. Exorsist style. She could feel it.
The crew were doing various things: playing cards, chatting amongst themselves, carrying out their duties. Alas Akemi knew nobody well enough to join in. She leaned back against her bags, making a promise never to subject herself to such torture again.
From now on. NO. MORE. BOATS.
